Olivia's POV
The cacophony of battle slowly faded behind me, as I retreated to the safety of my sanctum, my heart still pounding with the thrill of the fight. Despite my recent setback, I refused to let despair consume me. Instead, my mind raced with renewed determination as I strategized my next move against Adrik and his pack. I knew I couldn't afford to make the same mistake twice, and the thought of losing the opportunity to capture Amara to the enemy only fueled my resolve.
Gathered around the ornate table within the depths of my sanctum, I found myself surrounded by a diverse group of witches and warlocks, each possessing a unique aura that set them apart.
Amidst the illustrious gathering, I beheld Seraphina, a captivating figure shrouded in an enigma that danced like ethereal mi
